Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 370 Hearing of Jin Lingzi Again

As evening fell, Daoist chants rang out once more in the Daojun Palace nestled in the Beidou Mountains, causing a gentle breeze to rise from the heavens and earth and sweep across the entire Beidou Mountains.

The Beidou Mountains, which originally held only a sliver of life, had their desolate and lifeless atmosphere dissipated considerably after the gentle breeze swept through them. The dark rocks and soil scattered across the land, along with the white bones that had been buried beneath, were all blown away.

The sound echoed in Daojun Palace for three days before slowly subsiding, but the wind seemed to linger in the Beidou Mountains, bringing forth waves of life.

Five days later, the Daoist Lord, who was sitting cross-legged at the head of the Daoist Palace, finally awakened Niu Li and the others who were immersed in enlightenment.

"Wake up~"

As Daojun's gentle voice faded, the six people who were sitting cross-legged in the palace awoke one after another.

After opening her eyes, He Xi briefly regained her senses and looked at the figure of the Daoist Master in purple robes at the head of the table.

Although they are both Taiyi True Immortals, my senior brother is still the same as he was back then, completely beyond my comprehension. If my senior brother had focused on cultivating the Earth Dao Fruit instead of pursuing the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, he probably would have broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm long ago.
Hunyuan Dao Fruit
He Xi felt a sense of helplessness and bitterness. This Primordial Dao Fruit was far too ethereal for him. According to the True Martial Emperor, only his senior brother and that junior brother Wukong had such a grasp of this primordial essence.

The only two beings who could achieve the Primordial Dao Fruit both came from their Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. He Xi was also honored to be a part of it, but he himself needed to do his best in his cultivation. Ideally, he could cultivate the Wood Dao Fruit in this one Yuan and also achieve the Great Luo.

After thanking Daojun, He Xi and his wife went to guard the Demon Suppression Cave, while Zhilan took charge of the Zhenwu lineage.

After meeting with many of Daojun Mountain disciples, Daojun activated the "Soaring Ten Thousand Miles" divine power, transforming into a golden roc phantom and heading towards Guanjiang Estuary in Nanzhanbuzhou.

At Daojun's current speed, it would only take half a cup of tea to leave Beiju Luzhou, cross the North Sea, and arrive at Meishan at Guanjiangkou.

In Meishan, Yang Jian clearly sensed a familiar aura coming from the sky. Dressed in a black robe with gold patterns, he appeared in front of Daojun in a flash.

"Brother Guangyi has arrived. The banquet is now set up and we're just waiting for you."

As Yang Jian spoke, he gestured downwards, and together with the Daoist Lord who nodded with a smile, they flew towards Nezha, the Third Holy Mother, the six brothers of Meishan, and the rest of the group who were waiting below.

Zhongnan Mountain, Hefeng Peak.

The two boys, Baiyu and Bailu, who had just returned, were leading Lü Yan up the mountain, curiously asking him about his experiences outside.

With his sword on his back, Lü Yan recounted everything he had seen and heard along the way, including his chivalrous deeds and acts of kindness, which captivated Bai Yu and Bai Lu.

At this time, Lü Yan had already been taught by Zhongli Quan the principles of the union of heaven and earth, yin and yang, sun and moon, and the wonders of the extraction and replenishment of water, fire, dragon, tiger, lead, and mercury, and the art of sitting in oblivion.

His aura had become increasingly ethereal, and his eyes were sharp, truly giving him the air of a sword immortal.

As for Bai Yu and Bai Lu, despite their long lives, they mostly live in the Zhongnan Mountain area and have little contact with the outside world's human race, focusing instead on their own cultivation.

Otherwise, Bai Yu wouldn't have taken advantage of Zhongli Quan's seclusion at Fangcun Immortal Mountain to transform into the White Crane Daoist and teach those three immortals the Dao; perhaps he was not entirely without childish intentions.

They were quite excited and happy to be ordered by their master to go to Daojun Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, and the changes in the three immortals also made them quite astonished.

Especially the statues of gods in Daojun Palace and Chechi Kingdom, which they found quite enviable. They had never experienced being worshipped and offered incense. As Lü Yan spoke, he noticed that the two white crane boys beside him were somewhat absent-minded, and he wondered what they had suddenly thought of.

"Senior brothers and sisters, has something on your mind?"

Bai Yu sighed softly and said:
“Junior Brother Lü Yan, you may not know, but we were sent by our master to Daojun Mountain, the home of the divine physician Daojun, in Xiniu Hezhou. We met some old acquaintances there and were quite moved.”

Upon hearing this, Lü Yan's eyes lit up. He had naturally heard of the name of the Divine Physician Daojun. It was said that this immortal was in charge of the world's medical practices, and there was even a Daojun Medical Clinic in the city where his family had lived before.

His mother said that he was delivered by the midwife at this clinic when he was born.

Not to mention that since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the Daojun Medical Hall and the belief in the divine physician Daojun have existed, and half of the staff of the Imperial Medical Academy are disciples of the Daojun Medical Hall.

This person is extremely popular among the people. His family used to make offerings to him, since no one can guarantee that they or their family members won't have headaches or fevers.

Lu Yan quickly pressed the two white crane children for details of their journey. Soon, through their recounting, Lu Yan gradually formed a magnificent image of Daojun Mountain and the Daojun Medical Clinic at its foot in his mind.
"By the way, Junior Brother Lü Yan, Bai Lu and I heard an interesting story at the clinic. It is said that when Dao Jun first started spreading the Dao, he also traveled the world under the name of Daoist Jin Lingzi to save all living beings. I don't know if it's true or not."

Bai Lu shook her head slightly and said:

"How can we know if it's true or false? Someone like that can transform a single thought into an avatar, so having multiple avatars is normal. However, Jin Lingzi's name doesn't seem to be well-known in Xiniu Hezhou, so it might be fake."

The two of them talked about Daojun because of their junior brother Lü Yan, the reincarnation of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal. According to their master, Lü Yan was Daojun's close friend.

The two white crane boys discussed as they walked up the stone steps of the mountain, heading towards the courtyard at the top. But as they walked, they realized that their junior brother had not followed.

The two quickly turned around and saw Lü Yan standing there in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Master Jin Lingzi, the incarnation of the Divine Healer Daoist.
These voices kept swirling in Lü Yan's mind, slowly coalescing into the image of the gray-robed Taoist who always wore a gentle smile.
But how could that be?! That's a Heavenly Dao Lord!

But since they are both immortals and both are Daoist Jin Lingzi, is it really possible for such a coincidence to happen in this world?
"Junior brother? Junior brother Lü Yan? What happened to you?"

Bai Yu looked at Lü Yan, who was clearly shocked, with some surprise. Although he and Bai Lu had just returned to the mountain, based on their interaction just now, this junior brother should be quite calm and composed.

After a while, Lü Yan slowly came to his senses and gave the two white crane boys in front of him an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Baiyu, Senior Sister Bailu, I was distracted. Let's go up as soon as possible, Master is still waiting for us."

"Yes, I'm glad you're alright, junior brother."

Seeing that Lü Yan was truly unharmed, Bai Lu nodded repeatedly, and then the three of them headed together toward the courtyard on the mountaintop.

Unbeknownst to the three, a tall, imposing man in a red robe had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)